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Chapter 8 Sparks of Fire(3/4)

"On the other side, Longxiao City joins Roni's side, praying that Yuan City's worries will be resolved."

"The Black Sand Territory has another enemy, and the momentum against the king will only rise instead of falling."

Thales chuckled and gently spread his hands on the horse:

"Rumba loses both ways."

He could even imagine the old rival's sullen face, suppressing his anger, blowing his beard and glaring at him...

Gilbert coughed.

"In fact..."

"Your Highness..."

The Foreign Secretary's words were hesitant, which caught Thales' attention:

"A few weeks ago, not long after you escaped from Exeter, and when the news about Longxiao City's listening to the government just came..."

Gilbert glanced at him, frowned slightly, and hesitated to speak.

Thales' heart sank.

The Foreign Secretary exhaled unnaturally:

"At that time, King Charman rushed back to the Black Sand Territory."

Gilbert lifted the reins of the horse and looked solemnly into the distance.

"In just a few days, Charmaine I visited almost every vassal under his command who opposed him."

Thales frowned fiercely.

"visit?"

The prince thought of the so-called "visit" that Prince Charman had come to Longxiao City - whether it was to visit him or to the Hall of Heroes, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Observing Thales's expression, Gilbert sighed slightly:

"The information obtained by the secret department is limited..."

Under Thales's bad premonition and ugly expression, Gilbert told the truth with a straight face:

"But obviously, as the king claimed that he wanted to recruit their troops to go to the west, the Mende and Devinson families, who had been resisting taxation in the Black Sand Territory, were the first to give in and expressed their intention to return to the king's banner - the strangeness of which is unknown."

Thales felt cold.

"Under Lomba, the Ika family closest to the Reconstruction Tower was probably worried that Grand Duke Trudida was having a secret relationship with Lomba. They withdrew their call to resist the tax before the king came to visit, and took the initiative to send this quarter's grain tax to Black Sand City.

."

The prince's hand holding the horse's rein became tighter and tighter, and his whole body became even more tense unconsciously.

However, Gilbert's sigh continued:

"One day later, the old Count Peruno, who was highly respected and had a close relationship with the former Grand Duke of Black Sands and was also the most fierce opponent of King Charmaine, suddenly suffered from an old illness."

Thales began to hear his own breathing.

"He was bedridden and unable to see things, so Peruno's son took over the power of the territory, changed his father's policy, and went out of the city in person to warmly welcome King Charmaine's inspection."

Under the almost shocked look in the Duke of Star Lake's eyes, Gilbert said unhappily:

"And the last two Shifeng families who stubbornly resisted and refused to open the door to welcome the king...they were punished."

Thales gritted his teeth.

"punish?"

Gilbert nodded, his eyes showing the rare fear of the cunning fox in the stars:

"With the support of the above four major families, King Charman came to the city and declared war with bloodshed."

"There are two entire castles... led by the Burning Knight himself, and the black sand army is overwhelming."

"Victory in one day, destruction in three days."

Gilbert's solemnity and vigilance have increased to the extreme:

"According to the ancient ritual of the people of the North, they hang the heads of those who disrespect the king's orders on the city gate as a warning to others."

"While still on the execution ground, the king deprived an earl and a viscount of their titles on the spot - and demoted their heirs to common people."

Listening to Gilbert's words, Thales could hardly adjust his expression - it seemed that every word he spoke was filled with ice and snow drifting from the North.

Gilbert sighed slowly.

"More than that, on that day, King Charman used the power of conquest to violate the rules and consecrate several new nobles from humble backgrounds. However, no one from the top or bottom of the Black Sand Territory dared to comment."

Thales slowly relaxed his body and put his arms on the horse.

The shock in my heart could not be greater.

Gilbert shook his head:

"To this day, except for a few small families in the Black Sand Territory that are close to the border and have nothing to do with the overall situation - out of morality or interests - they are still loudly refusing to compromise..."

But Thales didn't let him continue.

"He succeeded."

The prince stared blankly at the northern sky, as if he saw the gloomy and cold king.

"He won."

Gilbert watched Thales's expression worriedly and couldn't help coughing.

"Internally, that's true."

Xingchen Sly Fox forced out a smile and changed his tone from fearful to positive.

"But from the outside, whether it's the Reconstruction Tower or the Welland Territory, they immediately strengthened their defense after receiving the news and deployed heavy troops on the border of the Black Sand Territory..."

"And the other Grand Dukes in Exter's country are even more excited and are attacking in unison. From Qiyuan City to Fengzhao City, from Elk City to Glacier Sea, many Northlanders even openly question the origin of his throne..."

Gilbert spoke with a smile, but Thales could feel a hint of disharmony in his laughter:

"The Black Sand Territory has aroused public anger, and King Charman is unable to survive alone. What's more, the economy and people's livelihood in their territory are already shaky..."

But the prince interrupted him.

"It's late."

In the team, the young man under the cloak straightened his back but silently lowered his head.

"Charmaine Lombard."

"Maybe many people don't recognize him as the king of Exeter."

Thales pursed his lips tightly, imagining the scene where he and the other party were face to face, as if he felt the real pressure:

"But now, he has become..."

"The king of the Black Sand Territory."

Gilbert hesitated, unable to answer.

Only the second prince looked up to the sky and sighed, closing his eyes:

"I told them. Back then, in the Hall of Heroes, I told them..."

"But I'm afraid they still don't understand."

Thales opened his eyes, not looking at the clear blue sky above his head, but his eyes touched the looming, rolling black clouds in the distance.

"They don't understand that the wave they are facing cannot be easily stopped by resorting to the military or paying money."

Gilbert was slightly stunned.

The prince gritted his teeth and frowned:

"And this is just the beginning."

"Charmaine Lombard, he will become more powerful, more greedy, more..."

Tails paused and exhaled an angry breath from his nose.

"Your Highness, you don't have to worry so much," Gilbert seemed to be unable to bear it:

"No matter how powerful King Charman is, we can still..."

But Thales shook his head.

"No."

"Not us."

He stared steadily at the dark clouds on the horizon:

"Killing, seizing, granting, these things King Charmaine did...seemed like nothing more than a spark."

"But it's unstoppable."

Gilbert listened to the prince's words and fell silent thoughtfully.

"And it will eventually ignite..."

Thales lowered his head and looked straight ahead, the seriousness in his eyes could not be greater:

"The whole Northland."

At this moment.

"Boom!"

The bells were ringing.
To be continued...
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